044 Mandarin ducks fly

"Auntie is really funny. Everyone is sincere. How can Xue Yan refuse?"

In the face of villains, put on a demeanor to make them look dwarfed.

Really, although Du Yingzi was still disdainful, she only snorted and had nothing else to say.

"Okay, let's break up. I'm tired too." Dai Zhen frowned and shook the white silk fan: "I have to wear so much after the order. I'm sweating all over now, and I have to wash it quickly..."

With that, they left first, and the rest curled their lips at her back, but also dispersed with each other.

Cheng Xueyan walked to Bitong, who was standing outside the door but was still a little stunned, half sympathetic and half jokingly tilting her head.

Bitong's eyes finally came to life, and she suddenly grinned and helped her walk quickly to the Yanran Pavilion.

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"Girl, you don't know that something big happened in the house when we didn't come back..."

Bitong seemed to have completely forgotten that she had just been scared to pee. Now she would keep talking while tidying up the girl's bed.

"What's the big deal? Wasn't I not there when the emperor uploaded the imperial edict? This is really a happy event, but why can't I be happy?

Cheng Xueyan absent-mindedly pulled out the hairpin on her bun and played with it in her hand.

"That's because the girl is confident and has known the result for a long time." Bitong arranged the soft pillow with golden branches, moved it to Cheng Xueyan, and put down the bun behind her head: "I'm talking about Ming'er and Xihong..."

Cheng Xueyan immediately turned around and said, "How are they?"

"Girl, don't worry..." Bitong smiled.

When Cheng Xueyan saw her appearance, she estimated that the treatment of the little mandarin ducks was good, and she was slightly reassured: "Say it, don't tell me, or I will..."

Bitong knew that his master was a pure paper tiger and smiled and avoided her slap: "I heard what You Cui said. Aren't the ladies and girls going to release? When they came back to set the tea, Mr. Du's maid Qiu He accidentally knocked over the cup while holding the tea. Mr. Du was angry and wanted to be beaten. Madam said that today is Bathing Buddha's Day. I just came back from release, so I'd better avoid punishment. Then this came to Xi Hong, who was locked in the small dark room. Considering that it was the Buddha's Day, she should do more good deeds, so she sent someone to send her some food. Unexpectedly, the person who went there ran back as if flying in a while, saying that Xihong had disappeared. Everyone was shocked and rushed to the small dark room. The room was empty, and only a broken quilt was piled up there. They were stunned for a long time, and they remembered to find Ming'er, but Ming'er disappeared. Mr. Du was shocked for a long time. Fang stamped his foot and shouted, 'They eloped, but they actually eloped. Where can Chengfu's face go?' But I thought that both of them were scarred, and where could they go? Moreover, Chengfu's guard is also very strict... So I thought of the eldest son..."

"Did my brother let them go?"

Cheng Xueyan's eyes are shining. Her brother is really righteous!

"The eldest son didn't say anything." Bitong's expression was strange: "The eldest son was sleeping at that time and was quarreled by them. He was quite shocked to learn about this, but he was not as excited as Mr. Du. After waiting for a long time, I just asked, 'Madams have been released back?' Mr. Du was so angry that he thought that the eldest son was still in his dream, but he didn't expect the eldest son to say another sentence, 'Today is the Bathing Buddha Festival. Since all the ladies are willing to be kind to the little fish and shrimp, how can they embarrass the two big living people? It's better to treat it as a good deed... Let it go...'"

Hearing this, who can't guess that he is the mastermind?

My brother, you are so handsome!

"How does Mr. Du agree? The girl also knew the benefits of this, but when she was about to speak, the eldest son said again, 'I know that you came to them this time to release a matter. It's just to blame these two timid people for failing to live up to your hearts. If you really want to catch them back and replay, then let the servants go out now. . Both of them seem to be injured, and I don't think they can run far. Let Zhang Ming and others take their hands lightly and don't accidentally kill them. In this way, who will be responsible for the two lives? Mr. Du really wanted to arrest people, or the second lady stood up to fight, saying that Mr. Du really intended to let them live. He also wanted to do good things, but he didn't want the two unlucky people to run away. Just run away. In the future, whether it is dead or alive has nothing to do with Chengfu. Mr. Du didn't say much. At this time, the people who preached the decree in the palace came..."

Cheng Xueyan took a rhinoceros comb and combed her long hair hanging down to her chest, thinking about the copper mirror: "I don't know where they will escape and how they will live in the future..."

"With the eldest son, Zhou Ji is naturally not bad, but they should not stay local. How nice it is outside. You can buy a small house, buy a piece of land, men and women weave, and you don't have to be disciplined anymore..." Bitong is also a little distracted.

Freedom......

Cheng Xueyan also feels the same way, if one day...

Looking at Bitong's half-lost and half-longing face in the mirror, she suddenly wanted to make her happy: "Bitong, do you want to marry a rich man to be a child or an ordinary person to live this kind of life?"

"I..." Bitong has never considered this problem.

"If it's the former, what do you think... How about my brother?" Cheng Xueyan looks very serious.

Bitong blinked and her cheeks turned red: "Girl, you..."

"My brother is not only handsome, but also very righteous. Didn't you say that all the girl in Cheng's family wanted to be a child for my brother? Don't you want to? Even if you are small, according to your brother's nature, you can't be wronged..."

Bitong stamped her feet with shame, and her cheeks almost dripping red: "Bitong dares not climb high. Besides, there has been someone in the heart of the eldest son!"

"Do you mean Qi Tong?"

Cheng Xueyan thought of Qitong's appearance with small flowers, and then put the two people together to compare them. One was heroic and extraordinary, and the other was pitiful to me. It was really a natural couple. It's just that Qitong is too weak to be bullied, and her brother must have been able to protect her even if he wants to.

"So you want to get married? So who should I marry?" Cheng Xueyan meditated: "Yes, it's good to meet that scholar today..."

Bitong's eyes flashed, and then covered her face, stamped her feet and clenched: "What's wrong with the girl today? I have to find my mother-in-law for Bitong..."

"Alas, women's college doesn't want to stay. In case you say goodbye to someone one day, who will I ask for someone to go? It's better to marry you first, at least you know a place to settle down..."

Bitong was actually reluctant to hear this. She was deeply moved, but she didn't forgive herself: "The girl doesn't want to marry herself, but she teases me..."

"Oh..." Cheng Xueyan suddenly exclaimed, "I forgot to ask him if he can play the flute!"

Bitong was stunned by such a big turn. It took her a long time to wake up and cover her lips with a smile: "Bitong has asked for the girl, and Mr. Ling said..."

"When did you ask?"

Bitong still smiles cunningly.

Cheng Xueyan suddenly found that her little maid was very magical. She could not only copy gossip without scaring her soul, but also arrange many things quietly. For example, she still didn't figure out how Ling Su would appear at the gate of Ganlu Temple since she did not clearly specify the date place...

"Bitong is not worried about the girl, so she asked for the girl..."

Although this sentence is flattering, there is no lack of truth.

"What did he say?"

Cheng Xueyan immediately pretended to be careless.

"He said..." Bitong deliberately stopped. When she looked over, Fang Pu smiled: "Of course he will..."

Some things seem to have been put down, but it seems to be much more empty. Thinking of his blurred figure in the night at parting, I couldn't help showing tenderness. But he was afraid of being seen by Bitong, so he hurriedly put it away.

"Bear my goose."

She called the homemade goose-hair pen "Goose Hair".

"Does the girl want to write to Mr. Ling?" Bitong was surprised.

"How can I talk to him?" Cheng Xueyan pretended to be relaxed: "Today, I got the imperial edict. Mr. Li and Sherman have contributed a lot. We haven't thanked them well..."

"Yes," Bitong suddenly remembered, "I just don't know how to thank the girl?"

Cheng Xueyan used to bite the pen, but bit down a few slender feathers and hurriedly spit out: "Keep it secret first. Go to bed and help me run tomorrow.

"If the girl doesn't sleep, how dare the maidservant sleeps first?"

Cheng Xueyan looked at her resently. Finally, she couldn't stand it and said "Yes" and retreated.

The copper pick picked the heart of the candle, and the light seemed to be brighter, but it became dark in a blink of an eye.

She sighed, dipped the goose in ink, and sketched it on the paper.

She has already thought of a return gift, which is the headdress that has been regretting her on the day of the performance.

In fact, gold, silver and jewelry can be seen everywhere in people like Chengfu. Even an ordinary female student is used to these. If you only send common clothing jewelry, one is dishonest to people, and the other is that you can't show your taste. I guess even if they accept them, they will forget them later. And if she sends any rare treasures, she really can't take them out. It's better to send something distinctive. The cost is second to them. The key is ingenuity. Girls... Don't you just want your things to be different?

The headwear of this design adopts the meaning of light spirit, which suddenly shows a sense of nothing. Before she can see the finished product, Cheng Xueyan named this series - Fantasy Elf.

She pinched two patterns that took nearly an hour, and the inspiration broke out and she was sleepless. She conceived another headdress, which can be made by herself without looking for a craftsman. The key is that she lacks a tool - crochet. So I drew a crochet pattern and sent it together tomorrow.

In a happy mood, I looked back at the curtain on the terrace, and the new moon beside it was bright and picturesque.

turned off the light, moved to the terrace, and leaned against the railing.

The wind is fine, brushing the temples, like a lover's warm breath close to the ear, which is fascinating. Ling Su's face is next to the crescent moon, suddenly clear and blurred...